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[dragonwarder]

You need not concern yourself.
I am home.

[After dropping the samples off and securing them were they would not easily be unearthed, she couldn't bring herself to linger. No doubt she would be working plenty of overtime, with how short staffed they would now be.]

[warfares]

Even so.

( he thinks of the research stations and of rey. )

You owe that to them, too.
Your survival.

[dragonwarder]

[That is sweet of him. But it puts her on a pedestal she's not ready to stand on.]

I am no more than they.
All I have is a name and titles, neither of which grant them refuge here.

Here, I am but a woman.
They would have plenty to choose from, had I not delivered them into death.

[Not powerless, but still just a woman. It's a rare admission, and text doesn't quite offer how much weight is behind it. She never would have conceded or admitted such a thing before.

She was always greater, something more. Her dreams came true. But not in New Amsterdam.]

[warfares]

I think anyone would be sore-pressed to call you unremarkable, Daenerys.
But, very well. In the most practical of terms: if you are dead, wounded or incarcerated you'll find it difficult to return to them.
And you are one of the few that will care enough to try.

[dragonwarder]

[He's right about that, at least. The pity party isn't practical. And if nothing else, she must always aim to be practical.

So she'll pack it all in a box, like is right and proper, and make plans to retrieve them.]

I know.